today i went to the airport to study again. we got kicked out of bk finally because of all those inconsiderate students studying there and taking up all the space. so we went to the viewing gallery and there was this crowd of people looking into the transit hall, which is where lucky people taking holidays go to relax and watch half naked ladies prance around before boarding the plane and getting free flow of alchohol. anyways there was this cabaret show going on down there because they were promoting this singapore viva las vegas thing. and there were girls dancing around in golden bikinis and big feathers and the works. and i was watching and being jealous when i looked down and there was a fully-robed monk sitting down in front of me watching the show! and he had a videocamera in his hand and he was recording the scantily-clad-dance-of-the-hard-up-dancers-turned-whores! oh no!!! and then after the dancing girls this elvis impersonator came out and the monk put down the camera. i wouldn't have blamed him because the elvis dude was really bad and he looked like he was humping the microphone stand. that leg wobble thing has got to go. and when the dancing girls came back on, so did the camera!!! oh well. maybe he's not a bogus and completely corrupted monk. maybe he's just taping these girls as negative examples to show his fellow monks. "Look, this is a sin. Look, this is a sin too! And this too! And here's another one!"
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go to shawn's WONDERFUL WORLD OF COMPLAINTS!
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feeling pretty bad today. its one of those days when you keep saying stupid things or you can't think of anything to say and your mind is always ten steps behind things and you annoy people and you annoy yourself even more. i'm really really annoying myself. and i keep doing stupid things and i don't know why. actually i'm always doing stupid things and i don't know why. and when i say something and when the words come out i'm kicking myself but the mouth just keeps moving and the foot keeps going in. soon i'll have a toe in my stomach.
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cannondale bad boy ultra. its time to empty my bucket of drool... getting a little full...
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Que sera sera, if i had a daughter
would she be just like me, or would she be taller?
(would she even like that? yeah i think she might
i've always had issues anyway bout my height)
when she hit my age now would she be racked with pangs
of those growing-up pains and adolescent angst?
would she emerge unscathed, or would she be tamed
or by love loss and pain be brutally mained?
will she find self or be like an ophelia
or jump off a building saying "later, mom. seeya."
you know i don't want her to be so screwed up
or obsessed with if she wears a C or D cup
or thinking whatever she does she'll mess up
or concerned about sex, if she has to fess up
to her mom, me, the one who is bringing her up
she lost it to some prick in a Honda pickup.
What if i can't understand her, then what?
That i cant tap her shoulder, say "Honey, what's up?
Is it school? is it boys?
All the Mikes Bills and Roys
who just play you for fun
and dont know what they've done.
That they've "broken your heart"
and they've "torn you apart"
like the words in that Backstreet Boys song that you listen to
All day up in your room so i never see you
Won't come down for breakfast, your dinner, your lunch,
with you being so distant, we're no Brady Bunch.
Me alone at the table with full plates of cold food
and you in your room in a PMS mood."
Will this be my future? Will this be my daughter?
Will she act this way cos of all that i've taught her?
Will i be a bad mom? Wait, i'm only 16,
so why am i doing all this worrying?
Cos i'm scared that girls like Madonna will mould her,
leave lasting impressions until she's much older.
Deny her own self to be like the whos and the whats
or be enamoured by myriads of boys and cute butts
or force-pidgeonholed into a category,
where for the rest of her life, she thinks she will be.
Worse, will she forget morals and propriety,
grow up to be a menace to society?
Will she drink? will she smoke? Will she get high on coke?
will she run to me every two days when she's broke?
or maybe, one day, will she shoot up her school?
forget about every "motherfucking rule?"
will she say things like that just so she'll piss me off?
when i give her a lecture will she stand there and scoff
"Yo mom you dont' know what it's like at my age
Why don't you go back, earn your minimum wage
like all those single mothers at department store counters
bagging sweaters and sweatsocks and counting out quarters
and get off my case cos you really don't know
what it's like to be me, to be having to show
the world that i'm a big girl now, just four years to twenty
it's hard cos nobody bothers to listen to me
and neither do you ("i try honey") you just want to control me
and treat me like i'm just a really big baby
listen up, i have boobs, i can walk on my own
i can choose my own friends, pay for my cell phone
you didn't know that i owned one? oh wow, big surprise
that's cos when you look at me you just shut your eyes
to the things that you dont want yourself to see
and continue on your life's smooth journey
well, i don't need you mom, i need the real slim shady
N'sync, carson daly, guys who understand me,
like buffy and angel, and the all-powerful britney
i dont want you any more, avril lavigne mothers me."
and the slam of the door as again she strides out
the strong deja vu leaves me no breath to shout
you know what? to save both myself and this world, i think i'll remain as a bachelor girl.
-by me!
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oh today there was this little itty bitty black kitten in school and we brought it into the classroom and it started running around and mewing and disrupting lessons and being cute! so at one point i scooped it up from under my legs and it just fell asleep in my arms! man i'm having some weird motherly instincts going on right now... haha then it started shivering and mewing so i covered it up with my jacket.
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argh! i am never eating from the roti prata stall again! they keep everything they cant sell overnight in an open cupboard and leave the fridge empty! and they stuff their pratas and roti johns in the rice cooker and just schlop it out in the morning!
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3 of my friends are camping out in school and refuse to go home until they've finished studying physics. at first i thought they were just showering cos it was a guy thing "hey let's hit the showers!" -manly punches- but it turns out they were bathing because they were planning to sleep overnight! THEY. ARE. CRAZY!
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today at the airport i adopted a scorpion fish from the aquarium and i named it spike. now we have a changi orphanage where sammy the eel, spike the scorpion fish, shawn the pointy headed stingray, and the no-name-one-eyed-restaurant-fish live.
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i was trying to study at the esplanade yesterday, and do you know how hard it is to study in heaven? i mean, if i was dead and up there i'd probably be flunking physics. anyway library@esplanade, despite the crappy name, is full of nothing but racks and racks and racks and racks of theatre stuff! i went off looking for something interesting and i had to stagger back to my table because i could barely see above the pile of books i was carrying. shelves and shelves and shelves of scores and "the making of" kind of books! Stagecraft and whatevernonsense musical books! And a good photocopying machine. So when i was trying to duplicate the entire library, these 2 ladies came up beside me and started talking about me like i wasnt there. "ooooh jenjen see she's so smart ahhhh just photostat then no need to borrow already!!! see jenjen next time we do that also lah then dont need to sign up for membership already! somemore can keep forever ahhh?" "ehyah but how dont know how to photostaaaat!" "learn from her now lah! or can pay her then she can help us do whaaat." so anyways past the obnoxious bit, they were huge musical buffs and eventually i started talking to them and they were flipping through my carefully-opened-to-the-page-i-wanted books and saying i had good taste yadayadayada. one of the ladies sings at weddings and stuff. she asked me if i sang and i told her about the musical and she seemed pretty impressed with rjc. cool.
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Which Buff Girl Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty
i'm the one! whoohoo! yay me!
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Who's Your Inner Buffy Bad-Girl? Find out @ She's Crafty
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DOH! THE GHIM PAGE!
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but first, i must insert this drop dead gorgeous picture! like, does that make me sound like a, you know, an airhead or something? because i know stuff. not only james marsters stuff, like deep stuff.
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today at school we had this mooncake festival thing and we stayed to watch yucai sing karaoke! whoohoo! i bet he's never had so many or such loud screaming fans! go yucai! he's a regular xie xian i tell ya... his specialty is rong shu xia... can beat the pants off fei xiang! i laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and i almost wanted to roll around on the floor but that wouldnt be very ladylike. anyways boy did we see the sexy side of our PRCs today! yuxuan came out to sing some mulan chinese opera in a tight pink cheongsam and BOY was her slit all the way up to the top of the empire state building... and she sings really well too! china rocks! well some provinces rock. some provinces have lousy oxen. anyway there were all these horribly cute little kids who were watching the show because it was a charity thing. and i was going to eat my mamee but this little kid in front turned around and started staring at me with his big hungry eyes and i totally fell for the guilt trip thing so i gave him my mamee. and it was so worth going hungry because he started sharing his mamee with the cute little girl next to him. Grand master!!
speaking of grand masters, i'd like to put a link to my good buddy ghim's really really really funny blog here! now i just have to figure out how to do it without my sneaky computer "Mr. Whuzz" shutting down by its bloody self.
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did i mention that i LOVE spike?
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Now THAT is a real man! (no, not that one, the one with less hair)
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boy are dutch men sexy. today a bunch of them slammed the plastic cover into a drink cup and started laughing like beavis and butthead. oh boy. you guys sure do make me hot. ooh. wow. and a language is even sexier when you have to hack like you're coughing up a loogie!
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i have learnt that one cannot watch too many mondominishows at one time. i have a feeling that my cousin's hamster is going to combust bloodily in my face when i go to her house.
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the other day when i was at burger king buying a drink this middle aged couple cut in front of me. and i kept hacking and coughing and clearing my throat. they didn't get the hint so i started hacking and coughing while aiming at their food. and i stared daggers at the man until my eyes hurt. and all the while i was thinking angry thoughts about how the man was in a perfect position for a knee block and backward throw.
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oh yes today while napping i had a dream that i went to the airport to board a plane for some school trip. then i had packed only a windbreaker and everyone else was wearing thick winter jackets and i was quite freaked out. after i woke up it was just a freaky dream until my mom interpreted it as "me being afraid that everyone else was better prepared than me for promos". ahaa.
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today at the airport i saw the cutest kid ever! she had really really big eyes with the really really big black pupils and she had a cute lil pampers butt. and i made faces at her and she smiled at me! aiyee!!! and i waved to her and she waved back to me! aiyee!!! and i blew her a kiss but i guess she hasn't learnt how to blow kisses yet. then she was feeding her mother a french fry but she snatched it out and ate it herself. aiyee!!!
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oops that nice picture of the babe with the ball isn't mine, its from spookoo.com. go check it out.
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today i played handball. we were supposed to throw balls overhand at these big cones and knock em over. if they let me do that for bowling i would rack up about 2349288 points. today i also got hit on the head by a foil ball. huh.
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taxi drivers are speed demons. i think they watch F1 and then they wait for some unsuspecting little girl to go home from the airport late at night to demonstrate their speed-limit-exceeding skills. seriously this 90km/h speed limit sign whizzed past my face at 120km/h. and a police van whizzed by at 120km/h. and a police motorcycle with the twirling police beacon whizzed past at 120km/h. and then a car accident being towed away whizzed past at 120km/h. i have finally experienced the feeling of moving at warp speed and entering hyperdrive and i now can die happy. but at that point i was hoping i wouldnt. die.
oh its a day after september 11th and there are no soldiers with M16s at the airport, no arabs. my friend was saying we should stand at the arrival hall with a notice that reads "Mr Osama bin Laden" but we'd probably get put away with that guy who dressed up like Saddam Hussein.
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hmm what happened in school today? i stole "first term at malory towers" out of the book donation bag and i'm reading it now. Oh come on dont give me that look, i'm gonna put it back! oh, that wasn't what you meant? your younger sister who is in kindergarten wants to borrow it after? well sure! haha ok ok its not exactly mature reading material. but i'm not exactly mature. so.
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http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/uploads/61000/61856_Proper_Use_Of_English.swf
This site has just enlightened me on the proper usage of the most important word in the english language!
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ahaha!!! i put a picture! i put a picture!!!
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today in class we had to tell everyone about our role model. i said my role model was my teacher miss wee but its really buffy. because she's really strong physically and mentally and took care of everything when her mother died, and died for her sister, and would die just to save a regular person from something evil and bitey. and she'd save someone even though that someone had been really mean to her. and also she has good hair and she can beat stuff up really well.
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i was watching a bunch of ants just now move a couple of crumbs that i dropped. i have so much respect for ants now. 6 little bitty ants could pick up a huge crumb and heave it all the way across my balcony to their little ant hole. unfortunately the huge crumb was a little too big for the ant hole, so after a long while of con-ant-mpelating (hehheh. oh come on, laugh.) and turning it around they managed to shove it down the little tunnel. And they do it without complaining (uh, audibly at least). people on the other hand, keep stubbing their toes and yelling at people and dropping things on each other's feet when they move something big and heavy. or they just look stupid when they play pushball.
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luhk out, big 'ole world! bobby-jo toolookat's comin' yoah way!
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amanda lam
from this day forward your redneck name will be:
Bobby-Jo
Toolookat
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i just woke up from a dream where i was in camp cockroach, and every 2 steps you took you stepped on a nice crunchy bug. and i woke up from that dream to my brother screaming that there was a roach in his room. psychic shit!
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just so you know, 1 fullerton is H.U.G.E. its like one of those spanish style estates where there's a main courtyard with a fountain, and all the people's balconies overlook the courtyard. once again, mucho proud of singapore.
waiters are really intimidating. they go "good afternoon ma'am", and then they pull out and push in your seat for you and when they push in your seat for you, you're stuck in this half squat bent-kneed position until the chair goes in and you sit down. and then they unfold your napkin for you and say "cheers, ma'am" after they do it. yikes. and then if you eat all your courses in the wrong order, like i did today, (main course and salad together on the same plate, 2 helpings of dessert, went back to the main course buffet table for some smoked salmon that wasnt there at first) they look at you all funny. and then they keep saying "may i clear that?" and you dont know where to leave your fork and spoon. fine dining is the most confusing thing in the world besides physics.
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it just occurred to me that the phone stealer has probably fed shawn's simcard to the eel in the airport aquarium already and i wasted one message for nothing.
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today i cleaned my room. and right now it looks exactly the same as when i began. except a bit messier. but if you open my cupboards... ta daa! clean as a whistle. because everything from inside has come outside.
so after i "cleaned my room" i went jogging. usually i can keep going for about a half hour or so if i jog at walking pace, only swinging my arms fairly vigorously to give passerbys the illusion that i'm working really hard. but today i felt a bit bloodless after about 20 minutes. hopefully its because its the 7th month and people EVERYWHERE are burning offerings for the dead, and wow the air pollution. and not because i havent moved my lazy ass in a week. anyway i really shouldnt jog during the 7th month. or soon people will be burning stuff for me! nonono.
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wow i just had the most freaksome nightmare.
me and my family were in this house with a gun-crazed maniac running around in it. i had a rifle too, but i had absolutely no idea how to work it. every time something went click i just froze and stared at the gun. so eventually the maniac let us out and i charged out the door into a dusty farmyard (i wonder what happened to my family.) and suddenly i was on a page in this children's storybook (which i've never read and probably doesnt exist because boy would we have psychotic children then) about a farmboy with a hillbilly name who used voodoo to raise dead kids. and then this voodoo guy with a skull head and a scarecrow body appeared and started chasing all the kids and hillbillyboy into a chicken coop. so they all sat down in the chicken coop, thinking they were safe from skullscarecrow guy. but then the dead kids started pounding their fists into the dust and uh, started eating hillbillyboy. meanwhile i was casually looking on, IN FREAKING HORROR!!! when skullscarecrow guy looks up and says "since he's gone, i'm coming after you!" lame villain line, but it was pretty darn scary at the time. so i started running and running and HERE'S A TIP, NEVER LOOK BEHIND YOU WHEN A SCARY GUY IS CHASING YOU because i kept looking over my shoulder and it slowed me down so much that eventually skullscarecrow guy caught up with me and i woke up. i wonder what would happen in this kinda thing if i didn't wake up.
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I am Rapunzel!
Find your fairy tale character at kelly.moranweb.com.
this is what entering random answers gets me. oh i just learned to braid my own hair like that. i look about 4. its fun.
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All the great heroes can fly. And thats what I am, a great hero. I am well rounded. I have a good sense of right and wrong. I seek to do the greatest good for the greatest number of people, but my friends always come first, especially if it's a romantic interest. Despite my amazing gifts, I prefer a quiet position away from the limelight, maybe among the clouds. |
i am SO addicted.
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How random are you?
this quiz was made by alanna
pigsnoozle. whumbada. heebalooba. gruntingzle.
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ok its time to write something to make up for my cheating with all the cutting and pasting of somebody else's html work. and also my thingy is starting to look like somebody-i-dont-remotely-like's thingy. so my friends really did that study-all-night-at-the-airport thing yesterday, and eventually they both fell asleep, and somebody stole my friend shawn's handphone (if you're reading this, and you stole it, and you're not in the least sorry or going to give it back, the phone has been programmed to blow up in 10 minutes.) so me and my friends are making creepy calls and sending psychotic messages to freak the hell out of the person. oh we are so bored. i just sent a message that says "Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone.Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone.Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone.Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone. Give him back his phone." I hope the phone-stealer gets the hint.
So i went to macdonalds again today to study. and i took a free refill of tea, and it was a bit black and smelled pretty weird. but i drank it anyway. it tasted ok with 3 packets of sugar and 1 packet of creamer in it. I hope nothing was wrong with the tea. It reminds me of the time my friend told me about his other friend, who worked at mcdonalds and came really early in the morning and took a piss in the fries oil. although the creamer has sodium aluminosilicate in it, so i dont know which is worse, the creamer or the tea. but i finished studying some stuff, so i guess it was worth it. although if i die tomorrow from either thing, studying doesnt really make much of a difference.
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again, an excuse for a cool picture of a slinky!
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the internet junk slacker test deems me:
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all these little quiz things are just an excuse to get nice pictures on this page because i dont know how to use the frickin html!!!!
oh and the washing hands thing, if you dont do that already, please do. its a real turn on.
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Which Disney Princess are you?
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i spent about five minutes trying to access this thing from www.blogger.com, which i opened using a link from hotmail. it took me awhile to realise that typing my name repeatedly and entering my password a quarter of a gazillion times wasnt going to get me anywhere. so now i am here. and i just read juliussharpe.com, this other guy's blog, and it is hee-larious! if i were an incontinent person i would definitely have shit my pants. anyway, what i did today. today at 10 am i went to changi airport to study and whoohoo! go singapore! can you sense my national pride there? the changi airport mrt is HUGE! i got off the train and i was in gattaca!!! ok i'm going to stop sounding like a mountain turtle. so me and my friend yucai tried calling my other friend shawn who overslept, so me and yucai trekked all the way up to the viewing gallery where it was nice and quiet and i could concentrate for awhile, and shawn got there some time later. so, peaceful physics-doing, until this whole horde of malay kids started invading and shrieking at the stationary planes. and this cute little girl with squeaky shoes was walking around and i thought she was cute until my brains started pouring out of my left ear from listening to those DAMN SQUEAKY SHOES!!! i swear i will never, never buy my kid squeaky shoes!! the unabomber buys his kid squeaky shoes!!! so anyway i plugged in michelle branch, whose whining is much better than squeaky shoes, and then we went to bk. then xingning came and we studied some more, and i realised that pickles in burgers are very nice. i realise i sound like i dont get out much, but i never eat burgers with pickles in them. oh alright i dont get out much. anyway later on me and xingning went to get coffee and ice cream (go changi airport!!!) when we saw these bunch of soldiers carrying M-16s walking around. the standard of soldiers really have dropped. yucai said that last time he saw them they were standing tall and proud and holding their gun like it meant something to them. today they were slouching around with their fingers on the trigger and carrying the gun like it was a barbie doll. and guess why they were there! they were standing around a checkin counter with a whole bunch of arabs checkin in!!! hahahaha!!!! oops sorry to all the arab people bored enough to read this, but they were in full osmama bin laden regalia! i'm really sorry. dont beat me up. or drive a plane into my house. i'm sorry.
anyways my friends are still there now pulling an all nighter. if you havent come to singapore, you really should because you can just sleep and sleep and sleep in our transit lounge and watch espn and go shopping and kick back at bars and play timezone and eat A&W which i really wanted to eat but it was in the transit lounge dammit. shawn said we should blast through the transit window with a carbide and order a waffle. or we could have grabbed one of the M-16s.
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must remember to ask pofun how to put nice pictures on this thing
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hey... ok i'm not really sure how this works. yup this is me talking rubbish... ah i think i'll write what i did today! i went to macs to study and i ate a big breakfast and then i had to pour myself about a million free refills of tea to not get myself thrown out of macs. and eventually my hands started shaking too much to hilight anything so i just read and then i felt like i was going to start bouncing off the walls if i took any more refills and i couldnt study anyway so i packed up my bags and spent 11 dollars on seventeen magazine. am so regretting it now. i could probably have bought an item of clothing in that magazine if i hadnt bought that magazine. tomorrow i'm going out to study again with the easties! exciting exciting... hehhehheh. i love my friends.
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